Aging Gracefully

After much thought about how saddened I became when reminiscing with an old friend, I realize I need to start aging gracefully. For 40 years I told myself I will not get old, I will live forever young. Yet, as my 61st birthday approaches I was beginning to get stressed and angry that I don't have another 60 to go. Maybe, in fact, I do. Science is discovering new things all the time. With heart by-pass, robotic vacuum cleaners, gas/electric running cars, who knows when the fountain of youth will be discovered. Surely, it is just a matter of time.

There are many good years ahead, many great times to experience. With a nutritious eating plan, an envirgorating daily work out, good friends, intelligent colleagues, and a man who loves me, how can I not look forward to an endearing future. Rather than be sad of days gone by, like my best sailing friend, Karen, I need to savor the past with a smile, not a tear.

I only ask that ya'll help me keep my youth in the past and my golden years, golden!
Thanks, the sassy sailor, Marlene